Total Humiliation

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A reimagining from an original story  by Robert Schaefer

Total Humiliation
Chapter 1: Homecoming

Talk about total humiliation. I was sitting in my car, right in front of my parent's house, about to move back in with them and my younger sister Kate. It was a necessary step after having single handedly ruined my future. I had the opportunity to be a part of an exciting startup on the other side of the country, so I convinced my parents to let me drop out of college, give me the tuition money to invest and work day and night on "the next big thing". The pay wasn't stratospheric or anything, but the promise of lots of stock options made me think I had it made. Until one day, when me and all of my colleagues found the doors locked and the company bust. With the stocks worthless, no job, no savings and no money I had no choice but to pack my stuff, rent a trailer and drive all the way back to my home town.

My name's Ryan. 23 years old, 5 foot 6 inches and a slim 150 pounds – some might say scrawny. My last visit to my childhood home was three years ago. My "success" in the big city made me feel like I was too good for an, "ordinary" life in the midwest, so I avoided returning as much as I could. I hadn't lived at home in over four years and I was wholly dreading the thought of it. Having screwed up my life at this age and being forced to return to live with Mom, Dad and my baby sister, reminded every day by the fact that I wasn't looking over the ocean from my condo and instead have to return to my old room was completely mortifying. No surprise then that even after arriving I still hadn't gotten out of my car. Clutching the steering wheel, I was trying to gather the courage and face my new life, when I saw someone come round the side of the house.

It was some girl, mowing the grass, but what a girl that was. Simply put, she was massive – and really, really hot.

I had lived by the beach for some years and had developed an appreciation of muscular females, but I had seldom seen someone that big. This amazon was exhibiting pretty much all of her glistening skin in the hot, midday sun as she pushed a comparatively tiny lawn mower around. All she had on was a bikini, revealing this behemoth's ballooning thighs. On top was an immense torso, revealing a deeply cut eight pack of abs and a pair of huge, rounded pecs and on top of them huge juicy tits. Her wide frame was capped off by two hefty balls for shoulders that led into deliriously thick arms. Enormous biceps and triceps made up limbs that looked close to the size of my entire body, twitching and flexing with every little move she made. Even from a distance I could make out that woman's towering height, having to hunch over to properly work the machine.

Instantly, the view of this muscle goddess made me forget about all the trepidation that had plagued me just moments before. As quickly as my nervous fingers let me, I unbuckled my seatbelt and climbed out of my car. By the time I was able to get another look at her, she had already turned around, moving her humongous physique toward the back yard again.

I stared longingly and lustingly at the magnificent woman, surmising that she must be a professional bodybuilder or something. Her back flared out to form a wide shield of bumpy muscles, tapering down to a pair of glutes that were revealed in her bikini bottom which were lost between those round cheeks of muscle. The heat of the sun had glazed her in a delicious layer of sweat, making her skin shine with thousands of enviable beads and trickles of perspiration that ran across her mountainous physique. It looked like an amazon goddess was doing my parent's gardening. I had got to ask them to introduce me to this woman, hopefully so she could do some work on my bush as well.

Much too soon for my taste she disappeared behind the side of the house again, leaving me gawking at the area head just covered. A minute ago I would have said the thought of having to move back with my parents was causing my wobbly knees, but after seeing that sublime woman I wasn't certain. What she certainly did cause, was the ever growing erection in my pants.

I quickly entered the house and found my Mom in the kitchen. The girl outside had done a number on me, because my first words upon seeing my mother weren't, "Hi!", but, "Who's that mowing the lawn?"

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"Well, hello to you too." Mom replied happily. "Did you have a good trip?"

It took a moment for me to sort out the mess in my head. I stored all images of hot, bulging, sweaty front garden beef in a space in my mind for use at some later and more private moment, and returned to a proper conversation with my mom. She made us coffee while I told her about my last weeks on the coast, my long cross country drive, my plans for my time back home and all that jazz. In turn, she told me about the goings on at the house, my dad, aunt Barbara's dinner the next day and was about to tell me about Kate when we heard somebody enter the house.

"That must be your sister." Mom chirped, before calling out her name.

I was looking forward to seeing Kate again. I haven't seen her since the last time I came home, when she was just about to turn 12. We had always kinda sorta gotten along, but with the almost eight year age difference and the usual bullying between siblings – or, more precisely, her getting bullied by me – we had never been really close. So, when I visited, Kate immediately ran over and stood next to me, grinning like a Cheshire Cat. I'd be damned, but she was taller than me by a couple of inches. "You can't call me squirt anymore." she laughed. Being smaller than a twelve-year-old did hurt my ego, as I fancied myself the big success at the time.

And it wasn't just that. From the looks of it she probably even outweighed me and, though I shouldn't have cared, even her shoe size intimidated me. In a quiet moment I sneaked into the hall and glanced into her shoes, revealing my teen sibling's size 13 feet. No wonder she tried to goad me into wrestling her the whole time I was there. All of that probably made her think she could take me. And the most embarrassing part was that I remember thinking how terrified I was that it might be true.

Over the years we talked on the phone, of course. I enjoyed those talks, finding her attempts to impress her rich, big brother quite cute and flattering. Kate would tell me grand tales of her being on the wrestling team, or on the volleyball team, or how much weight she could lift – little sister stuff, really. One time, she even told me she weighed over two hundred pounds. I recall having to stifle a laugh and to humor the little girl. Tall or not, a child is a child.

Anyway, back to present day. Mom had called for my baby sister as heavy footsteps approached the kitchen. I heard the door behind me fling open and someone stand behind me.

"Hey, sweetie." Mom said to her. "Don't you want to welcome Ryan home?"

Turning around, I was completely stunned when I laid eyes on who had entered the kitchen

It was the amazon! The yard work bodybuilder I had watched earlier was standing before me in all her massive, sweat covered, muscular glory. Her huge physique pretty much filled the entrance from top to bottom and left to right. Shoulders the shape of large balls made up the top of her ridiculously wide torso, almost brushing the sides of the door frame. Her head barely fit beneath the top of the jamb as she completely towered over me, while my little head didn't even reach the top of her huge deltoids.

Instantly my cock began to harden at the amazing sight. Her supremely muscular body was having the same effect on me as it had when I watched her in the garden, even more so as I was now maybe two feet away from it. Instinctively I looked down to start scanning this magnificent woman before me, wanting to take in all the details for as long as I could.

As was fitting for a woman her size, her feet were enormous. They had obviously adapted to steady her enormous body of what must have been over two hundred pounds of solid beef. Just above, her massive calves ballooned on either side of her legs, providing an excellent view of the chiseled muscle even from the front. Even a quick glance at the pair confirmed that they must have been as hard as the diamonds whose shapes they resembled. Her thighs were massive tree trunks with developed definition between individual muscle groups. Each of them looked as heavy as me. Undeniably, there was unimaginable power being stored in each grandly arching pillar of strength.

Tearing my eyes away, I beheld her spectacular midsection. Eight – I counted – eight individual bricks of hard flesh made up the amazing lattice of her abs. Rising and receding with every breath she took, it was a hypnotizing display of living, pulsing muscularity. They shone and glistened with the delectable sheen of sweat covering them, emphasizing their individual contours. I thought for a moment she had flexed them for me, so much was the insane definition between the four sets of abdominals. But she stood completely relaxed, presenting a thoroughly cut body by doing nothing more than standing there. A drop of sweet sweat ran over the bumpy vertical terrain, tantalizingly beckoning me to follow it down south to gaze at the giantess's crotch.

Instead I went up the path it came from and feasted my eyes on her fantastic chest. I had lusted over that pair of juicy tits on top of the beefy pectorals outside and now found them right in front of me, at my eye level. Made up of a two thick plates under huge breasts and adorned by a sexy nipple covered by the bikini top each, it protruded not only outward but also to the sides. It seemed as wide as my entire shoulder span. A deep gorge ran between the two of heavy slabs of luscious flesh, wanting me to put my nose in between them. It was enough for me to decide that I'd do anything this woman would want if she allowed me to press my face into her incredible tits and lick the savory perspiration of the hard expanse of flesh and muscle.

Continuing my journey over her mighty body, I took in her huge, bulbous deltoids. Those two bowling balls of thick meat formed broad shoulders wide enough to barely fit through a standard door. But what took my breath away were her arms. Boulders of muscles protruded off each of her limbs even though they just hung by her side completely unflexed. Despite their relaxed state, they formed packs of obvious power, bulging in intensely erotic curves. Biceps and triceps practically exploded off of her, giving a teasing preview of what balled glory they had in store. As everywhere on that sublime physique, her skin was clinging tightly to the pulsing masses underneath, perfectly showing off each clearly defined strand of muscle. I could only imagine what those guns would look like properly pumped and flexed and wished for a demonstration to come soon.

After I have thoroughly enjoyed looking at her brawny forearms and strong, overly large hands, I turned my gaze upwards – far, far upwards to her face. At that point, even if she had looked like The Hunchback's after a particularly disfiguring car crash, I would have completely fallen for her. But, impressively, her features did not disappoint. Quite the opposite, actually.

On top of the most sturdy, muscular, curvy body I have ever seen sat a cute model-like face. Her eyes were deep and piercing. Her lips were full and curled into a very familiar goofy grin. Very, very familiar, to be honest. In fact, the amazon looked a lot like a gorgeous, more masculine version of my little sibling who –

Oh, God.

"Hey, big bro! Welcome home!" she spoke in a sexy, playful voice.

I gulped. The goddess was none other than my little sister Kate.

"Kate?" I uttered.

"Don't you recognize your own sister?" Mom joked. "I told you she had a growth spurt since the last time you've been home".

Yes, a 'growth spurt'. And I guess outer space is 'rather large'.

Kate had become a titan, effortlessly displaying her incredible power to me by just standing there. A paralyzing sensation of utter helplessness took over, as I realized that my body – average at best – was unspeakably inferior to her. Though thoroughly embarrassed by my stature, I felt a weird wave of uncomfortable excitement rush through me. There was something about how my baby sister, herself just a kid at age fifteen, made me feel like a small child.

Despite the awkward situation in my underpants, and my sheer degradation by Kate's nearly superhuman physique, I couldn't just skip commenting on her awesome transformation.

"Damn, you've gotten huge." I exclaimed, stating the bleeding obvious.

"Damn right, I have." she replied, looking down at me. "I should have said 'Hey, little bro', don't you think?"

The size difference between us was more than merely obvious, but it still was truly embarrassing to have it stated so openly. I was the older brother, the grown man, I didn't want to get innocent but snide comments about my size, especially in front of my mom. However, I was curious.

"How tall are you?"

"Oh, only about six five." she smirked.

"As of right now," our mother threw in, "She's been growing like a weed. I have to keep making trips to the grocery store or else she'll eat us out of house and home!"

"Aw, Mom!" Kate murmured, feigning embarrassment whilst unable to hide her wide grin. "I am a growing girl, after all."

With that, she raised an arm and presented me with an awe-inspiring biceps pose. Immediately, a huge football of rock hard flesh exploded off her. I couldn't believe my eyes.

Her arm rose into a veritable mountain range of huge muscles. One mustn't forget that a flex like that shows off more than just the biceps – there's also a beefy forearm, an immense triceps and the adjoining deltoid fighting for attention. But none of them could take anything away from the tremendous ball in the middle.

A bicep larger than any I had ever seen strained upward towards the clenched fist above it, surging a few inches above the surrounding terrain. Just like her sweaty, muscular body towering over me, the peaked flesh reached even higher above my eye level, making me turn my head upwards just to take in the top of the gargantuan arm. Kate's practically bursting musculature and tiny layer of fat (which made her look sexier and more womanly) were barely being contained by elastic skin stretched to the max to envelop it. The balled muscle looked like it had densely compressed tons of power into one globe of pure strength. I'd have guessed that there was more hard meat in her arm than I had in a leg. Maybe two legs, even.

A loud exhale came from Kate, immediately followed by a sharp intake of air. She abruptly tightened her already awesome flex even more, growing her arm into an even bigger solid block of flesh. The seductive wave of muscle shot across her arm and torso at lightning speed, leaving me completely dumbfounded. Everything about her visibly petrified from stone to diamond hardness, almost shaking with the continued effort. She held the breathtaking pose for me to behold and thoroughly impress, not knowing that she could have done that by just standing there.

Kate was a natural prodigy at sensuous muscle seduction. Probably completely oblivious just how painfully erotic her display was, she held her mighty flex for me to marvel at. As my ever engorging dick twitched and grew at the sight of her arm, another wave of discomfort washed over me. Boning up over my little sister was awkward enough, but with my Mom standing just a few feet away, watching us the whole time, I was completely mortified. I could only silently pray that nothing was showing.

Her enormous gun was bulging and pulsating with muscular essence. In fact the entire arm and adjacent shoulder seemed to breathe along with her, looking like they each had a life of their own. But they were under complete control of Kate's authority, growing to their hugely flexed proportions at her command. She turned her gaze from me to her stupendous flex. From the corner of my eye, I saw her lips widen to a satisfied smile, obviously pleased with her intensely muscled arm's obedience. Despite its iron composition, the muscle surrendered to her will and formed the incredible ball of hard flesh I was practically salivating at.

Still sweaty, her skin was gleaming in the sunshine seeping through the kitchen window, forming a spectacle of light on her bulging body. The sweat smelled like heaven to me. The dominating smell clung to my nostrils and I found myself deeply inhaling to get as big a whiff as possible. Kate's natural perfume was making me even more light headed as the view of her massive arm already had. It was such a potent symbol of her strength, I was almost getting delirious.

Despite my effort to control myself, I instinctively licked my lips as I beheld the masses of meat in front of me. With all the willpower I could muster I managed to refrain from lunging forward and putting my small hands on the magnificent muscle. But that didn't stop my imagination. Fueled by the visual assault by Kate's huge arm, images of me trying to surround that colossal mound of diamond hard meat with my insignificant fingers kept flashing before my eyes.

The impossible size of Kate's arm, the visible hardness of her flesh, the obvious substantial strength she possessed, the play of light on her shiny skin and the alluring scent of pure womanly power made it official:

My sister, once a twerp, then a tall twerp, had turned into a giant muscle amazon.

I hid my reaction to her sublime body, desperately trying to conceal my intense arousal at the sight of her. The hypnotizing effect her body had on me was uncanny. All she did was stand there, the only movement was her breathing, and yet I was completely captivated by her. Taking in her arm, flexed to show off the massive ball of her biceps in combination with the thick arc of her triceps, I did all I could to keep myself together. A sense of utter humiliation engulfed me as I realized my little sister's incredible power over me. All she needed to do to reduce me to a dribbling worshipper was to show off her incredible arm.

I wanted to ask how big it was, I wanted to know how much strength was in there, I wanted to reach up and grab it, fondle the iron flesh with my meager digits, but luckily I didn't. Instead, I just stared. Glued to the hunk of muscle, it took me some time to realize my sister was looking at me amusedly. Embarrassed, I feared that she saw what was going on with me. I turned to her face which was sporting a huge grin of pride streaked with a roguish curl on her lips. Kate released his breathtaking flex and gestured to my face.

"Close your mouth or a bug'll get in."

I realized my mouth had been hanging wide open the whole time and slowly closed it. My utterly dumbfounded reaction and the obvious realization how I was mesmerized by her body made Kate laugh. She let out a giggle, which in combination with her sexy voice only added to the spectacle that she had become. She threw her heavy arm around my narrow shoulders and held me with one of her big, beefy hands. Then, a gentle yet unstoppable force pulled me towards her and against the wall of firm tissue that was her chest. Still laughing, Kate embraced her much smaller older brother by encircling him with her mighty arms. Escape was unthinkable, as her slick, steely biceps pressed in on me while her large, sturdy hands held me completely still.

I could feel the heat radiating off her monumental body as she held me close to her. Huge groups of muscle twitched and flexed throughout her guffawing, as I was enveloped in the delicious scent of her perspiration.

"Boy, it's really great to have you home, Ryan." she bellowed. I could feel her voice reverberate throughout her massive frame. "We're going to have a lot of fun together."

I didn't respond. All I wanted was for the steely hug I was in to last forever. My sister seemed to squeeze me closer when I suddenly got the feeling of my feet leaving floor. With her humongous arms still around me, Kate had grabbed my shoulders with her large hands and held me above ground. There were at least eight inches between my soles and the floor, yet my eyes were still about three inches below hers. This show of size and strength brought one more surge of exhilarating unease. Never would I have thought that being this easily handled by my younger sibling, in front of our mom nonetheless, would be this unsettling yet exciting at the same time.

"Put your brother down." Mom chided her. "She does this to your father all the time, too."

With a slight goofy smirk, Kate kept me in this floating position for a few more seconds, just to show that she could, before she slowly set me down. In a flash, I had one hefty arm around me again and was propped against the side of her towering frame. I couldn't help but notice that she had only pretended to follow our mother's command. In fact, with her grip a bit tighter than before she was able to hold me an inch off the floor with only one arm, just enough to let me know she could but without Mom seeing it. I turned to her face, where she returned my gaze with another of her proud smirks, along with something that could definitely have been a wink.

Getting lightheaded by the casual demonstration of her strength, together with the iron feel and natural perfume of her body, I felt my dick grow as hard as it could in the confines of my pants. What I needed was a minute alone to take care of it, but Kate had plans for me.

[giantgirl7foot2]

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This—and this a thousand times over!

[MrCrowley]

Sometimes, i tend to skip a bit of text. Stablishing characters is important and shouldnt be overlooked; This story is a different beast.

Without skipping a single word i was glued to the screen each second, your descriptions are enticing and the characters exciting. One of the sexiest stories ive seen in my life and i need to know what comes next. I know this story wont dissapoint me, the writing is rock solid and the description of the girl is just a trip to sexy-land, its shaping up to be a very naughty story and i couldnt be happier for it. Takes balls to go with the concept and commit, for that i commend you sir. 

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I am not English, but I can appreciate the fantastic way of writing. your description of every situation is so precious... thank you so much, please, don't make me wait for the next chapter
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"Hey, come and see the gym I've got in the garage!" she exclaimed.

"Um, you know, Kate, I've just gotten here, so maybe –"

But she had already clutched my wrist and was pulling me towards the door. Against her undoubtedly immense strength, I had no chance of resisting.

"You might as well go. She's so proud of it, she has to show it to everyone." Mom said.

And with that I was yanked out of the kitchen.

Apparently the minimum distance Kate needed to get away from Mom to start disregarding her orders was about two steps. She put me down in the kitchen when she told her to, but as soon as we were out the door she put her hands around my waist and lifted me up again. This time I was hoisted quickly and swiftly and too much greater heights than before. Traveling six and a half feet into the air, I was flung over her shoulder.

"Aah! Kate, put me down!" I yelled, but she just chuckled and kept striding along the hall.

Though it wasn't like I was in the most uncomfortable position. Getting carried around by a mega muscle woman wasn't half bad. I had dreamed and jacked off to scenes like this, though the person in question had never been my sister.

With nothing I could do to stop her, I chose to enjoy the ride. My vantage point gave me a great view of Kate's immense back. The sheer breadth of this teenage behemoth was mind boggling. Two lats formed a vast shield of muscle, giving her the appearance of a solid wall. The thick plates spread left and right by what seemed like a couple of feet, riddled with countless bumps and lumps of carved out meat. Tapering towards her butt, her midsection looked incredibly small, only emphasizing her staggeringly massive upper body. My eyes automatically went further south and gazed at Kate's luscious glutes as they consumed her bikini bottom with a pair of deliciously rounded cheeks. They twitched and bulged with every step she took, making me want to reach out and grab the hardened ass. Luckily, even if I hadn't controlled myself, my arms surely weren't long enough to reach across the length of her humongous torso.

As we entered the garage it didn't escape my notice that Kate needed to turn slightly sideways to fit through the door. I couldn't imagine what it must be like to be this huge, living in a world that's seemingly at least one size too small.

Just as promptly as I had been placed on the amazon's shoulder, she set me down again. I turned and beheld a gym that was stuffed to the max with equipment. Incredibly, Kate had taken over a large two car garage and crammed it full of benches, racks and machines. The sheer amount of weights looked to be a couple of tons. My sister's inconceivable size was a little less of an enigma now that I saw what massive weights she worked out with. And work out she obviously did, as there was a strong smell of womanly, powerful sweat permeating the entire room.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

I'd say so. I had been to gyms that weren't as well stocked as this.

"Where did you get all this stuff?" I asked as I wandered the narrow corridors in between machines and free weight areas.

"Some birthday and Christmas presents, some garage sales," she explained, gesturing to different areas of the gym, "but Dad bought most of it, of course."

"Wait, what? Whose dad? Our dad? The same one who wouldn't even get me a computer when I was captain of my high school's computer club?"

"Dad's very supportive of my development. Let's just say, we have a little agreement."

Kate looked away, apparently reminiscing whatever happened when she and Dad came to their "agreement". Kate's lips formed a sly smile as she unconsciously flexed her biceps. Her arm didn't move, yet the ball of meat twitched and jumped, obviously powered by the memory.

"He's even going to spring for a brand new SUV for me, once I get my license in a couple of months." she giggled excitedly.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Dad would have never bought me a car. I had to get a job while in high school and college otherwise our parents would have refused to even pay for tuition. Kate in contrast flaunts her teenage muscles and gets showered in luxury. It was simply another of her innocuous comments, but it just added to the mounting humiliation. I could only stare at her immensely powerful and amazing body, while feeling utterly dejected and crestfallen at the expanding list of ramifications that came with her incredible physique.

"Look here." she said, pointing at a long rack of dumbbells next to me. "I got these at a garage sale."

I glanced at the weights, ranging from a not-so-little 25 to a monster 150 pounds. I nodded appreciatively at the stately collection of iron, but that wasn't enough for Kate. She was watching me kind of expectantly and almost imperceptibly gestured to them with her head. I don't know why, but I reached over and grabbed a dumbbell right next to me.

I should have checked the weight. I only realized I was standing roughly in the middle of the rack when I already had my thin fingers around the handle. And only then I realized I had chosen a 75 pound weight.

I pulled, but the thing didn't even move or shift the slightest bit, all before the watching eyes of my humongous little sis. Trying to salvage the last shreds of my pride, I took it with both hands and tried to budge it, shove it, do anything at all with it, but it may as well have been glued down. Way to humiliate yourself, Ryan.

I gave up and stepped away, mortified and wheezing from the exertion, before turning to Kate. She of course had watched everything and was showing her goofy grin again. She walked over to where I was standing and panting. She seemed like was going to take the same weight, but then she passed me and made her way to the very end of the rack and the heaviest of weights. Never breaking eye contact with me she wrapped one big hand around a 150 pound dumbbell and picked it up.

Immediately she started curling it, performing perfect rep after rep.

Her colossal arm bulged with every move. Bending and straightening, the ginormous limb caused one or another mountainous muscle to explode and grow out of an arm that was already monumental to begin with. Her skin, wrapped tightly around the burgeoning muscle beneath, bravely rode the undulations of the living and breathing hunks of flesh. I watched as the light played all over the bulges of her glistening, sweat-slicked body. The show was intimidating, to say the least, but I couldn't have for the life of me turned away from the spectacle. I thought I had already gotten as hard as I could possibly have, but this show made me reach steely levels of arousal. In solidarity with Kate's pumping arm, my dick grew with every rep she did, already hurting in the tight space of my trousers.

Kate moved the dumbbell from one hand to the other and started repeating the exercise. This time though, she turned towards me, putting her body on full display.

"You know,..." she began in between curls.

"...if you like..."

Curl.

"...you can work out..."

Another curl.

"...here with me."

Curl.

"What do you say?"

Curl.

Hypnotized by the bulgings and expandings of biceps and adjacent muscles, I was too stunned to answer at first. Train with her? I seriously doubted there were weights in this gym that were light enough for me. And even if there were, would I really want to subject myself to the humbling experience of picking up a small, thin dumbbell or whatnot to do my little exercise while Kate would stand by me, doing the same exercise but with the most enormous of weights? As exciting as the thought was, it was also somewhat upsetting and I wouldn't want to go through that on a daily basis.

"Um, I..." I started, but was immediately distracted.

Curl.

"I don't really, er, work out much." I murmured.

Another curl and then another and I felt like I needed to state the obvious again.

"Also, I don't think we're in the same league, you know?"

Kate smirked and turned to her own massive arm to watch it curl. And curl and curl.

"Do you realize that dumbbell you're lifting weighs as much as I do?"

Immediately she stopped the weight in midair and looked at me. Her biceps bulged massively in this constantly tensed position. Kate's face lit up with the glee of a child on Christmas morning.

"So, you're suggesting that I might as well curl you instead?" she beamed, a bit too mischievously for my liking.

"What? No!" I exclaimed, but I already saw what would come next.

The dumbbell was returned to its place in the rack with a loud bang, making the room shudder for a moment. Kate turned back to me, her smile now transformed into a dangerously impish version of her famed goofy grin.

"Listen, Kate, I was just pointing out –" I tried while backing away already.

She started making her way toward me with her long, mighty legs powering her long, direct strides. As much as I wanted to see her demonstrate her strength, I really didn't feel like playing a human dumbbell for my huge little sister. It was all fun and games, but I didn't want to add that to the list of demeaning properties I had acquired in this house since my return less than an hour ago. I realized I was pretty much doomed, but still tried to make a dash for the door.

Having gotten about a foot away from my position her enormous arm shot out and caught me. She was ridiculously fast for a big girl. Kate's hand had grabbed my upper arm, her large palm and long fingers easily reaching all the way around it. I could feel her fingers connect with the base of her palm as if she was only clutching a thin pipe. Trying to resist, I strained towards the door, but she was already pulling me back towards the free area. I could only helplessly flail while my feet dragged across the floor.

[caino]

I need to know her plans on him!!!
K for you

[aspect]

Fantastic writing. Can't wait to read more!

[wowser1016]

Oh boy! I love the possibilities in this story. Good work! K+

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Kate picked me up the way a groom picks up his bride to carry her through the door. One big hand rested against my back, while the other held my knees together. Incredible, how one hand was large enough to enclose both my legs. Tilting me back, I was laid on her palms and immediately lifted into to the air. Kate casually manhandled an adult to her will, probably without even realizing I had put up resistance.

Without further ado, she began curling my entire body like I was a weirdly shaped barbell. Up and down I went at a quick pace, having no choice but to remain as still as I could. God knows what would happen if I managed to wiggle out of this hold and fall from the six foot height I was held in. Kate's famed goofy grin never left her face while she did the exercise, although it didn't last long. After less than a half a minute of quick, dizzying curls, she stopped, and with a clever maneuver sat me up on one of her wide hands.

The feeling was exhilarating, as her burly palm strong and tough from years of serious weight lifting, was directly beneath my balls, unwittingly massaging them as I was held. It only intensified when she started moving her arm again, resuming the curling motion.

I was raised and lowered like the weight she had used earlier. Only this time, I was allowed a front row seat to the spectacle. At maybe a foot away from her, I was thoroughly enjoying taking in the magnificent view of her broad, bulging torso. Every one of my little sister's strapping muscles was within my reach if I had dared to put forth my hand and touch her. I was even closer to her fantastic arm as it bulged along with each dip and lift. The biceps that powered my motion ballooned with every incredible rep she did, forming an iron peak of fantastic muscle, calling out for my fingers to squeeze and fondle it. The power it beheld was simply breathtaking. Kate was barely fazed by the weight of an entire adult on her arm and went through an entire set of curls with me as a makeshift dumbbell.

After a while I began to get a bit wobbly. Although it was my sister who was doing the incredible feat, I too had to work quite hard to keep my balance while disguising my intense arousal and confusing excitement over this playful humbling. Kate noticed I was struggling and slowed her continued exercise. Even though she was breathing a bit heavier than before and her titanic body was coated in a renewed layer of sweat, it was obvious she could have gone on. Her big smile never waned and her execution was flawless throughout. She made absolutely no attempt of hiding the fact that she was massively enjoying this incredible display of power over me.

Kate held me up for a couple more seconds putting me down, like she had done in the kitchen, just to show that we were nowhere near her limits. It wouldn't be enough to state that I was impressed with her strength. Thoroughly humiliated by my involuntary utilization as human weight, I was nevertheless dazzled and excited by the fact that I'll probably never be able to do what my younger sibling just did.

We stood in silence for some moments, with Kate basking in her continued domination over me, while I warily stared up at her body, now even more pumped than before.

"Hey, remember how you used to beat me up when we were little, Ryan?"

What? I never beat up my younger sister, not even when I was physically able to. Yeah, there was some teasing, some scuffling and roughhousing, but no beatings.

"No, I don't –"

"Then I'll refresh your memory."

Kate stood right in front of me, putting her warm body dangerously close to mine. A heavy hand landed on my shoulder and held me in place. She looked away while she was remembering a scene from her childhood.

"Yeah,..." she said wistfully, "you used to do this to me."

Before I could ask what it was, she was already starting to get down on the floor. It immediately became another potent demonstration of her strength as she effortlessly pulled me along. Her hand went around my shoulder, pulling me closer so she could hold me to her body like a child would hold a doll. I had no choice than to follow her towards the ground, kneeling down as she sat. Amazingly, with her on her ass she was still almost as tall as me on my knees, with the top of her head coming all the way up to my chin. Me, on the other hand, even standing up I can barely put my eyes above the level of her armpits. Kate was simply monstrous.

She then reclined and laid down on her back, sprawling her wide frame across the floor. Still being clutched by her large paw, I was gently but inescapably laid across her body. Even though I couldn't see it, I could feel how my own physique was barely covering any part of her vast one. My feet didn't even reach all the way to her while my head was directly on top of the pair of irony pillows she had for a chest and tits. My thin shoulders were surely not the width of her massive pecs, not to mention the size of her immense deltoids or gargantuan thighs. I wondered for a moment what it was that I supposedly did to her, when it came back to me all too vividly.

Kate spread her mighty legs and wrapped them around mine while her big arms encircled my upper body to press me tightly against her. With no chance to move or to protest for me I had to endure whatever would follow. Right away she powered up what was assumably just a fraction of her strength to squeeze me into her muscles and oblivion. I could feel how the hefty strands of flesh in her thighs swelled and hardened, pushing in on me. Kate's tremendous arms tensed as she pressed me against her. Shocked at this overt domination I loudly gasped for air, which only made her chuckle. Though careful not to hurt me, the hold Kate had me in was nevertheless quite unpleasant – but, as I had to admit, utterly exciting. I was almost about to enjoy the situation when it came back to me what it was that I did, and realized it wasn't over yet.

My giant sister went on to do what I had done to her countless times and rolled over on top of me. The feeling was akin to getting run over by a steamroller. Still cocooned tightly within her powerful muscles, I was flattened against the floor by the humongous weight of her equally humongous body.

That's not to say that Kate wasn't using her unfathomable strength to squish me to bits. With my head pressed against her tits and my upper body embraced by her steely arms around the height of her abs, it was my small waist and thin thighs that got the taste of my sister's legs. I felt the power they contained as she tightened her hold on me, crushed not only by her embrace but also by her ballooning thighs. Earlier I've gotten enough of a good look at them to know that in that very moment I was encircled by quads that seemed wider around than my entire body. Bundles of muscles powered up to push in on my poor midsection, mercilessly pressing in on me.

My torso didn't fare any better as it was locked in unyielding arms that kept me in maximum contact with her hot skin. Even through my t-shirt I could feel the searing heat as well as the dense hardness of Kate's physique. The apparent easiness with which she had wrapped herself around defenseless me made her giggle like the girl giantess she was. All the solid flesh that engulfed me was shaking as she nonchalantly gave me another taste of her power. Along with her snickering, she quickly and repeatedly flexed every muscle she had enveloped me in, subjecting me to playful jolts of her massiveness squeezing me tight. As my little sister fiercely cuddled the life out of me I could do nothing but use what little air I was getting to groan weakly. It was a strange moan of excitement mixing with pathetic cries of discomfort that barely left the soundproof envelope I was in. You see, even when Kate wasn't flexing I was in a tight spot compressed by tough muscles.

Her limbs may have been much longer than mine but all the room in between them was eaten up by the packs of solid beef on them. Her protruding chest, peaked biceps and stocky forearms didn't leave much space, not even for my thin frame. I had just enough wiggle room to breathe in and out, but that changed when she placed one of her large hands on the back of my head. With one firm push my face was immovably buried in Kate's massive, sweaty chest.

A day of yard work combined with a quick, yet heavy workout to show superiority over her older brother had covered her entire body in her savory perspiration, which she was unwittingly rubbing all over me. Two thick plates of her hard pecs were pushing firmly into my head, smothering me with solid tit flesh. They were hot and hard and rich with her womanly flavor, which was unremittingly forcing its way through my nose and mouth. In the practically impenetrable lock I was in, I tried hard to catch even the slightest breath of air, but found that it only filled my nostrils with a big dose of her smell. Every gasp I let out was followed by an intake of one noseful of Kate's potent odor. Trying to speak was equally pointless. Shut tightly within her, my face and therefore my mouth was pressed into her wet skin. Every time I opened it, my lips were ground into her steely chest, making me sample her flavorful transpiration with every move I did.

Interestingly, the abasement of being made to smell and taste my little sister's body odor excited me in ways I wouldn't have imagined. My boner, which hadn't subsided one bit ever since I laid eyes on her in the kitchen, was still going strong, angrily fighting the bounds of my trousers. Luckily, Kate seemed to be too preoccupied with strong-arming me to notice my reaction.

"Do you remember now?" she spoke. Her words reverberated through her large body, making the steely flesh around me vibrate with her voice.

I tried to answer, but could only produce muffled sounds from deep within her fleshy embrace. At best, I could move my lips a bit, not really able to speak, but rather nuzzling one massive tit. Kate noticed and loosened her hold a bit.

"Yes," I gasped, getting the first proper breath of air in minutes, "but I didn't weigh 200 pounds at the time!"

Kate laughed, making the mountains of muscle around me shake wildly.

"Ha, more like 275," she exclaimed, "but who's counting?"

Again I gasped, this time in awe. She released me from her grip and propped herself up. I was being straddled by my dream woman, looking up at her towering height and vast muscular landscape.

"God, Kate!" I blurted. "You're almost twice my weight!"

She smirked with pride and moved to kneel besides me. I needed another moment to catch my breath before I could move. Laying there, I still felt the compression of her titanium body around me but was sort of missing it. I was wet, drenched in her sweat that had soaked my trousers and t-shirt, every inch of my skin and even a bit of my hair. It was warm and scented and made me long for more of this humbling treatment. I didn't have to wait long, because as soon as I tried to get up, Kate began enacting another childhood memory of his.

Reaching over, her long arms spread out and one of her hands grabbed my ankles, while her other took both of my wrists and effortlessly she moved them behind my head and pinned them down on the floor. Like before, I was amazed just how huge her body was proportionally, as her limbs were long enough to encompass more than the length of my entire body. Leaning over me, her giant torso eclipsed everything from view, leaving only her huge form and her face, sporting that goofy grin.

"Go on, try to break free." she sneered, knowing full well how impossible it was.

I struggled and fought against her incredible strength, but I never managed to move any part of me for even an inch. It was unbelievable just how easily she prevented any advance on my side. Her hand never wavered, her position never shifted, while I twisted around as much as I could in that little wiggle room she allowed. I knew Kate was stronger than me, but the fact that both my legs were no match for one of her hands was utterly shameful to realize. What made it worse, was that she didn't seem to be straining that much. Every time I pulled against her grip, all I caused was a little tensing somewhere across her upper body. A flex so small, it probably wouldn't even be visible on somebody else, but was beautifully multiplied on Kate's gargantuan physique.

She giggled like a child at the sight of my completely useless struggle, letting me go on for a few more minutes.

"Give?" she finally asked, when even she could feel that my meager strength was just about gone.

Stupidly, I replied, "Never!"

It was obviously what she wanted to hear. Smiling, she let go of me and pulled me up to her kneeling frame like I was weightless. One massive arm was wrapped around my head and I found myself in a unyielding headlock, my body held up by nothing more than her forearm around my head. Immediately my small hands shot up and grabbed the tremendous arm holding me, trying to pull it off me. A feeble attempt, as I knew even then, but I wasn't willing to do nothing at all while Kate played with me like a rag doll.

All over her hugely muscled arm my thin fingers tried to find a spot to hold on to, roaming the vast expanse of solid meat. With all of her muscles too large to grasp and slippery from her sweat, the only place I found I had a chance to get a grip was her hand. It was just one of his hands, as she hadn't clasped them together to get a proper hold. I realized she didn't need to and that she was fully aware of that. How debasing to discover my little sister deeming me so inferior to her, that she knew all of my body's struggles wouldn't be a match for just one of her arms.

Kate began squeezing my head into her biceps, which I knew wasn't flexed. Oh, it was hard as hell, sure, but in the short time since our reunion, I had felt her muscles tensed in a variety of ways and I could tell in that moment the flesh around my head was only maybe as hard as a car tyre, but not as hard as she could will it to be. I assumed this amount of pressure in combination with a fully tensed biceps would have cracked my skull. She began moving her forearm up and down for an inch or two, enough to lift my entire body just by my head. With every repetition her biceps instantly jumped and not-really-gingerly punched me in my face. Repeatedly, both the bunched up ball of meat on the side of as well as the long, thick strands of beef underneath my head grew and enclosed it, mercilessly pressing into me.

After bobbing me up and down like this for some time, Kate loosened her grip on me, but didn't let me go. Instead, she shifted both her and my head's position, so I was pressed lightly against her arm and her chest too. I was preparing to endure more bouncing and getting hopped when, suddenly, she flexed. Instantly the flesh all around me petrified, turning into warm hardness, like someone had covered a rock with moist skin. This was also why she had relaxed her headlock – with her biceps and pectorals flexed, both muscles erupted to an extraordinary size and formed a space much tighter than what my poor head had been in a moment before.

Unlike the uncomfortableness of her previous holds, this one was quite painful. Right away I let out a moan of agony, which could not be heard. In this new position her forearm, which had turned into steel, was right across my mouth, preventing me from uttering any sound. All I could produce was a dampened whimper against her hot skin. Despite all of this, I didn't get the feeling Kate wanted to inflict this kind of pain on me. For her, this was just ordinary roughhousing between siblings, and she was just giving her older bro his comeuppance. For me though, this was the most incredible display of power I have ever felt from any human – or, in this case, girl.

Lucky for me, she didn't repeat her coltish bouncing from before. The way her tensed but motionless arm and chest felt, attempting her playful, jerking explosion of her muscles into my face would have completely broken it. Still, it didn't take away any of the pain I was in. I thanked her self assessment that made her realize any sudden motion would have crushed me. That is why Kate moved with such deliberation. Slowly, she kept bending forward, to engulf more of my helpless head in her mammoth muscles, or backward, putting more strain on my neck as my body hung off of it. She would also calmly twist her torso to one side, emphasizing her peaked biceps and the pressure of that ball on my face, or the other, grinding me more tightly into her steely chest, crushing my head. But every now and then, she couldn't help herself and chuckled at the sight of me enveloped in her mammoth body. This resulted in huge tremors across his physique, including the fully flexed muscles around me. As before, because of her humongous size, even these slight reactions were multiplied tenfold and felt like someone was hammering me with a steel ball.

Every now and then she would adjust the position of her arm and it was during one those adjustments that my mouth was free long enough for me to let out a moan of agony. In a flash Kate let go of me and turned me around to look at me. Her features were filled with worry for her oh so tiny brother, although she couldn't stifle a big laugh right in my face when she saw me. She later told me I was all red and blue and looked weak and desperate.

"Sorry." she spoke calmly but full of audible concern for my well being. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Ryan."

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This story is just too good to read.

What an absolute goddess, I can't wait to read more about her! The comparisons and descriptions of her unreal size are amazing!

Looking forward to some interaction with the dad as well.